Yo Lady! You had such a nice smile for me today at the store. “So nice to see you in these parts” you said. “I haven’t left yet, visas you know…”. “Oh I thought you were in NY already”. My son and your son are in the same class. I thought you would have realized I was still here.. “oh yes I know, my son was so excited that your son was here when school started”.
Hmmmmm. I am in a feisty mood today, so it appears. She didn’t get the memo. “Did you think I moved to NY without the kids?!” I asked in a polite but oh-I-am-so-ticked-off-right-now-chocolate-won’t-help-anyone kind of tone. “Well,” she whimpered “I didn’t really think about it, I assumed. I mean, you got married and NY’s where your husband lives”.
Holy Heckers Woman!! I got married therefore my kids don’t matter to me any more? You are a mother yourself, to many kids. You would just leave them without a second thought? I love my KoD to distraction, there is almost nothing on earth I would not do for him. I would never give up my kids for anyone. Period. End. And the mensch that my husband is he would be shocked if I had even considered it for a second. The man loves me and my kids. He knew upfront we were a package deal.
So for someone to assume that I would abandon these four super sons of mine in order to start afresh – maybe, just maybe, lady, you are projecting what you would do in my situation. I have been a full time mother to these boys for over 14 years. Fourteen Years!! How could you even contemplate me leaving them behind? Have you no shame?? Are you intimating that I am a terrible mom, so it’s no big deal for me to foist them off on their other parent to raise so I can live my life in peace? I guess years of being a single mother might have got to me, and I was fed up? NEVER!!! My boys are my life, my raisons d’etre.
I was polite to her. My mother brought me up right. I told her firmly that I would never have left my kids. That they are my world. I didn’t let her see how furious I was / still am. I wanted to turn around and slap her with a wet fish….. As I stalked off she called out after me “Hatzlacha” – good luck.
I can think of a word that rhymes with luck…… and it doesn’t go quack!